There is death inside the bottle
But you drink 'cuz there's death without
And nothing feels so tragic
As when you have to shut your mouth
They've ruined another coven
With pretense far too thin
To obscure such well-known secrets
As good men turn to sin
Now laughing at the gateway
As idle thoughts go sour
An unobstructed runway
Berths an ill-sworn power
Applaud me, it galls me
It wrongs me, applaud me
And every, every tickling thought
Approaches roads that end
As heavy, burly, heaving clods
Heckle another friend
Heckle another friend
Za's Stair - An Ill-Sworn Power Lyrics
Za's Stair - An Ill-Sworn Power Lyrics
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There is death inside the bottle
But you drink 'cuz there's death without
And nothing feels so tragic
As when you have to shut your mouth
They've ruined another coven
With pretense far too thin
To obscure such well-known secrets
As good men turn to sin
Now laughing at the gateway
As idle thoughts go sour
An unobstructed runway
Berths an ill-sworn power
Applaud me, it galls me
It wrongs me, applaud me
And every, every tickling thought
Approaches roads that end
As heavy, burly, heaving clods
Heckle another friend
Heckle another friend
But you drink 'cuz there's death without
And nothing feels so tragic
As when you have to shut your mouth
They've ruined another coven
With pretense far too thin
To obscure such well-known secrets
As good men turn to sin
Now laughing at the gateway
As idle thoughts go sour
An unobstructed runway
Berths an ill-sworn power
Applaud me, it galls me
It wrongs me, applaud me
And every, every tickling thought
Approaches roads that end
As heavy, burly, heaving clods
Heckle another friend
Heckle another friend
Writer: Frank DiPietro
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid